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# Daisy Buchanan: Before and After
- URL: https://elsentidodelapoesia.com/daisy-buchanan-before-and-after/
- Published: 2017-09-23T14:31:00.000Z
- Updated: 2017-09-23T14:31:00.000Z
- Author: Óscar Santos Pradana
- Tags: Uncategorized, #wordpress-migration-2026-10-15, #wp, #wp-post, #Import 2026-10-15 21:19

Este es un poema que escribí para una asignatura en inglés sobre *The Great Gatsby*. ¡Espero que os guste!  
  
  
**Daisy Buchanan: Before and After**

  
*I've read some poetry books*

*that are not like I thought.*

*They were beautiful tools*

*like the jewels I got.*

*I like writing in verse*

*because rithms and styles*

*are like a face which is terse,*

*clean, and always smiles.*

*I never care meanings.*

*What´s said isn´t bound.*

*I care about three things:*

*money, myself, and Tom.*

  
*¡Ha, ha! ¡Look at my rhymes!*

*They´re not difficult at all.*

*They are like little crimes*

*that I like each time a little more.*

*Ask for Wilson. He knows*

*the terrible and huge hit*

*that mades her wife fall.*

*I was just driving*

*at a wonderful night*

*with the great Jay Gatsby:*

*both sited side by side.*

  
*When I was with Gatsby*

*I loved him too*

*but I was already married.*

*I was really a fool.*

*He didn´t love me*

*but the Daisy of the past.*

*He was absorbed by his dreams,*

*In this sense, he was mad.*

  
*Money is the motor*

*of all this wretched world.*

*Here, only matters the honor,*

*and how to survive if troubles come.*

*Money can give you coats,*

*coats can keep you warm,*

*warm can give you happyness,*

*but without money, all will go wrong.*

  
*I got money when I got Tom,*

*more or less five years ago,*

*and I thought it wasn´t going to last,*

*but I realized he loves me:*

*I am sure of that.*

*Before I took it as a farse,*

*until he woke me up.*

*I love him, undobtedly,*

*but we are weak and get older.*

*We had an affair, but,*

*actually, we know we need each other.*

  
*And how to forget Pammy?*

*She is growing up*

*and I hope she becomes*

*in a beatiful little fool.*

*That´s the best thing a woman can be.*

*This´s how the society works.*

*In the book that Nick wrote*

*I seem to be shallow...*

*I don´t want me to be that,*

*but I think it´s true: I´m like a shadow*

*that doesn´t like to walk through light.*

*Now, I read "The Great Gatsby",*

*and I sadden because of me...*

*Now I know what I´ve been:*

*selfish and shallow.*

*Since then I´ve been straining*

*to erase my past shadow*

*and become a real wife*

*and also a true mother.*

  
Óscar Santos Pradana